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the girlroth agenda... it spreads (for @bread-squid-uwu)
#ik i sent an ask squid. ignore it LMAO this is a better quality versin kaAKJSNDKJASN#screenshot bc the og was too big for tumblr :/#spoiler alert: Laurance likes garroth cus shes Garroth and for no other reason :shrug:#was originally gonna add Dante apologising for saying Dude/man cus i thought it was funny but i didnt know where to put it.#im no comic maker :/ HHJAJSDNJHASD#i have many girlroth thoughts. but this turned out to be way bigger than i planned. so like take this for now KJNASJKDN#beverly says stuff#bev draws#garroth ro'meave#garroth mystreet#mystreet#aphmau mystreet#aphverse#aphblr#garrance#garrence#aphmau#girlroth posting
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I watched electric dreams finally !!!!!
It’s so good and odd but ohshdkebdkwbdhmehdh EDGARRR !!! EDGAR I LOVE YOUU !!!!!! ! ! ! ! YOU DESERVE BETTER !!!!!
When I saw the ending I SOBBED what the HELL,,,,,
#electric dreams#electric dreams edgar#edgar electric dreams#EDGARR I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUU8#wish there was more of him ….#just gonna blab about the movie here so uhhh#spoiler alert !! a!! eek!!!#watching the movie was so funny but also an entire rollercoaster#like#Madeline why are you just breaking in to moles house just because the door is open doesn’t mean you can go in ?????#probably just old fashioned stuff cause 1980’s but#moles how do you embarrass yourself SO BAD ????#multiple times in a row. constantly.#I feel bad almost but I don’t like him#stealing Edgar’s WORK#not even being nice to him what the hell what the hell#and then he DIES#me and my sister were talking about the alcohol making him sentient#and with the whole brain thing. maybe the alcohol is like a kind of electrical brain wires between the coponents? acting basically like one#though wouldn’t the alcohol evaportae eventually?#or is Edgar’s sentience permant#do I need to pour alchohol on him every once a while?#Edgar is such a perfect character#so nice and pleasant he can do no wrong#he tried to kill moles but I AGREE#HES SO RIGHT FOR THAT#there were so many good bits in this movie#like moles taking off his shirt like he was about to actually fist fight a literal computer good god#also would mole’s puzzel piece bricks have to be PERFECT bricks all the time in order to work?#what material would they be made of? is it durable?
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hasbro is killing g5 mlp, which means it's officially my city now...say hello to my new and suspiciously familiar "ocs"
#my little pony#mlp#g5 mlp#mlp g5#g5 my little pony#mlp g5 fanart#mlp g5 redesign#my art#sunzy#stormblazer#izzy moonbow#misty mlp#misty brightdawn#sunny starscout#hitch trailblazer#zipp storm#pipp petals#opaline mlp#sprout cloverleaf#allura mlp#twitch mlp#sparky sparkeroni#sparky mlp#flurry heart#<- spoiler alert i'm making that old theory about flurry heart turning into opaline real in my personal visions of g5#i tagged this with sunzy but technically that drawing is a polycule with sunny izzy and misty#but idk wtf to tag for g5 stuff. i have so many visions nobody else gives a fuck about.#hopefully i'll start writing g5 fics now that hasbro is killing it...i need to save these characters G5 IS MY BABY I ADORE IT#i'm so miserable about how g5 has been treated so i'm going to do my own thing with it. i'm going to miss it soooo much so i'm coping.#stay tuned for more out of context self-indulgent niche au g5 mlp art.........this is how i am getting through the deaths of mym and tyt.
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Me, lurking in the very back of the chapel at Cytherea's funeral: "BOOOOO! HISSSSSS. REST IN PIECES BOZO! L WOMAN! L! NO F! ROT YOU HAG!
LMAO GET REKT! FUUUUCK YOOOOOOU CHILD MURDERER!!"
I am promptly beaten to death by Mercymorn, I enjoy every second of it.
#the locked tomb#tlt shitposting#tlt spoilers#tlt series#the locked tomb series#gideon the ninth#gideon nav#tlt brainrot#harrow the ninth#harrowhark#harrowhark nonagesimus#harrow#tlt#cytherea the first#cytherea loveday#mercymorn the first#mercymorn cristabel#mercymorn simp alert#mercymorn apologist#augustine the first#hes here i guess whatever#john gaius#jod#tlt ianthe#ianthe naberius#ianthe the third#ianthe the first#ianthe tridentarius#too many ianthes#too many tags
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[grisha voice]
#spoiler alert many tragic things happened to them. le tragede is tragedying#idk man#zeke jaeger#aot#attack on titan#zeke yeager#snk#shingeki no kyojin#eren yeager#eren jaeger
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a compilation of everything evanuris related from the new IGN video!
and bonus commentary from the video/article:
"Another clear reaction to criticisms of Inquisition are our villains in The Veilguard, Elgar'nan and Ghilan'nain. The two elven gods feel much more present throughout the events of the early game than Corypheus, the frankly lackluster baddie of Inquisition. ... ... [Solas'] history, along with the history of the Evanuris, are baked into The Lighthouse, and you learn more and more about the threat you face as you unlock Solas’ murals with various wolf statues. You even get to see some of his memories firsthand."
#pre-veilguard posts archive#your regularly scheduled evanuris posting#dragon age#dragon age the veilguard#datv spoilers#elgar'nan#ghilan'nain#evanuris#a day late because i was alerted to the video while in bed at like 1.30am last night lmao#need everyone to know i ended up actually going to sleep at 3am because the mural and the new elgar'nan voice line had me in a chokehold#yeah i am totally normal and definitely do not have any disorders whatsoever#anyway i went wild over a single line last week and look how many we got this week 😭#these are so goood and so was the video in general! i have so many thoughts...
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(this is a Shen Yuan-centric fic, it is the prologue (?) to an au that I'm working on! Thank you and I hope you enjoy!)
This starts like any other story.
Shen Yuan was born apart of a wealthy family, with loving, yet very busy parents, two older brothers and one little sister.
However, ever since he came out of the womb, he was weak and sick, his little soul already struggling to stay alive.
His heart was weaker than that of all of the other children, his lungs making it harder to breathe properly, his immune system struggling to keep up as his body rots and decays like a fresh carcass.
But none of that ever stopped him. He always did what he wanted, his weak body letting him have a lot of free time to do whatever caught his attention that day, his mind and hands usually occupied with something to do.
Shen Yuan was a bit of a loner, but that was fine by him, for he had everything that he ever wanted, that is, his siblings of course.
From the day he was born, his brothers always tried their best to be by his side, helping to raise him and spend time with him while their parents were busy with all of their work.
And ever since their little sister was born, Shen Yuan did the same for her as his brothers did for him.
Life was tough, but he did all that he could while constantly going in and out of the hospital, his passion for his interests only growing stronger.
He learned to play the guqin so that he and his erge could play sweet melodies together, sharing memories of wondrous songs and lullabies to soothe their souls.
He and his dage would then spend time together by playing different games such as weiqi, or 'go', as some people reffered to it. But they also enjoyed playing card games, especially uno, as Shen Yuan enjoyed the thrill of beating his siblings in the game, the satisfaction that he felt as he watched his siblings' distraught faces almost like a sweet nectar to his taste buds, it was simply addicting.
But it was with his meimei that he spent hours reading books and chattering about mundane things.
And it was also because of her and his erge that he picked up drawing and writing along the way as well, as he sought ways to bring their favorite things and ideas to life.
He loved his family dearly, and it was with their support and passion for his interests that he chose to study hard and become a literature teacher.
And he loved it too!
Teaching the next generation of students made him feel fullfilled, like he found his one and only purpose. And the kiddos loved him too.
Sure, he was a bit strict, and boy did he leave scathing reviews and seas of red on student essays, but it was fine!
They were high schoolers, they could handle it!
He taught them for a few years, the students loving him for his curious and excited personality, the way he at times was giddy to teach them new things in the most fun and interesting ways possible, with his classroom feeling comforting and fun due to his decor.
He adored teaching, and he adored the kids as well! And the kids adored him in turn. He wanted to teach for as long as he could.
Until he couldn't anymore.
The pain was all too much. His health was fine and stable enough for the past few years, and sure, there were a few times here and there when something happened, but other than that he was fine!
His decline in health was so sudden and unexpected, nobody could've seen it coming even if they wanted to.
One moment he was fine, teaching the kids like he normally would, and the next he suddenly blacked out as his body hit the floor.
He was suddenly stuck in the hospital again, constantly going in and out while his family tried to be there for him, everyone afraid of what was going to happen next.
By this time, Shen Yuan found the webnovel 'Proud Immortal Demon's Way'.
Curious, he decided to give the book a try, and stars did he fall in love with the story.
That is... Only the beginning.
The rest could burn.
Along with all of the nonsense the author put into it.
The story was good at the start, the world-building, fauna and interesting monsters being what pulled him in, until... It.. kind of spiraled out of control..?
Almost as if the author suddenly decided to say 'fuck it' and shoved his dick into the story, fucking up everything and making sure that all of it was coated in a nice sticky layer of nonsense and papapa scenes, destroying all that he ever created.
Shen Yuan did in fact leave scathing reviews on every chapter, yet also decided that he was bored enough to look closely through the story for any interesting lore, fauna or monsters, cataloging everything he found on the wiki, since that was what originally pulled him in.
He did have all the tine he could ever want, after all.
This journey took a while as well, so when the story finally finished, Shen Yuan felt a little bitter, upset at the way it ended while also deciding to just take a break finally.
... Only for the infamous author, also known as 'airplane shooting towards the sky' (a bit of a childish name, but who was he to judge?), decided to post all of his actual drafts, showcasing the backstories, all the peak lords, scrapped ideas and characters, places, and so much lore!
Shen Yuan wanted to print all of these drafts out, take aitplane out on a nice hang out session and then shove these pages down his throat. Or maybe just hit him with them. Repeatedly. On the head. Mainly so that his braincells that decided to each go their own seperate ways like a couple after a terrible divorce could come back together, because the other one 'changed' and they're 'doing it for the kids', and then hopefully beat the crap out of his non-existent pea brain. Maybe then would the author finally have a light light up in his head.
But of course, life hates Shen Yuan and so it decides to attempt its try at his heart, only to trip onto a panel of glass, shattering it as it failed miserably, because of course he would survive because his sister found him in time!
I would say 'good for him that he survived and avoided his death!', but Shen Yuan was, understandably so, very tired of life's bullshit.
He didn't go back to his home anymore, his condition so bad that he could only stay at the hospital.
His family visited him as much as they could, his sister always coming to visit after school so that she could hang out with him (and maybe get some help on her homework).
His erge would come by and stay for hours, the two would usually talk about the most mundane things, to their deepest wishes and most biggest regrets. They would talk about the future, if there were past lives, anything that crossed their minds as nothing was left unsaid between them. That is, until Shen Yuan's erge had to leave.
His dage would also come and visit him, usually spending their time together in comfortable silence, playing games or just watching movies together.
However, ever since Shen Yuan was little, there was always one thing that he liked the most about these horrendous situations.
He loved when his family would climb into the bed with him, whether it be his mother, sister or any of his brothers. But over the years, Shen Yuan thinks that his most favorite visits are with his father.
The man was always quiet, cold and distant to everyone, but so very gentle it sometimes ached Shen Yuan's heart. His father tried his best, tried everything and anything to ease the burdens that Shen Yuan had to carry, he did everything he could just like Shen Yuan's mother, but that wasn't why he adored the visits from his father.
Through the whole visit, his father would always hold his hand, listening as Shen Yuan talked about anything. And when Shen Yuan asked, he would also climb into the bed, his strong arms embracing his weak, yet so very soft child of his.
He would stay there for hours, as Shen Yuan's head rested on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
In the end, however, it wouldn't be his father, or his mother, that would see Shen Yuan off.
His erge, his dear, beloved erge, would be the one to do so.
Shen Yuan was feeling so weak, so tired, as he was barely holding on, yet he still kept going for his family. It was one of those days where his erge would come and visit, but this time, he held a solemn expression when he looked at Shen Yuan.
Without a word, he quietly climbed into the bed with his little brother, holding him close as Shen Yuan's head rested on his chest, his fingers carding through his hair, careful to not tug on any of the tubes, cables or wires.
"You can go now", spoke his brother softly, tears slowly gathering in his eyes as he continued to pet his little brother's hair. "I'll take care of everyone, you can rest now."
And it was in this peaceful moment that Shen Yuan closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep, never to wake up as he was wrapped in the gentle hold of his brother.
His sould drifted away, finally going to sleep.
Or so he thought, but that is a story for the next time.
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Author's note: this is for an au that I'm currently working on, it is only the start of the story and I really hope to write more for it! Hopefully...
Please keep in mind that I rarely write! This is my first time writing after like, what, at least a year or two? And even then, they were very short things that never saw the light of day, and were only shared with friends on discord.
I write only for fun, I do not write to be perfect or have the top writing style, and I quite don't care either! This is all only for fun and because I like it, so please keep this in mind!
My writing is not perfect and there will definitely be spelling errors, as english is not my 1st language and no matter how many times I re-read this, I still tend to miss said spelling errors-
With love,
- Onyx
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#svsss#shen yuan#mxtx svsss#scumbag self saving system#shen qingqiu#svsss au#snowfall au#lost in the snow au#still not 100% sure of the title of this au#svsss ficlet#is that what you call this?#this is only for fun! (≧▽≦)#i promise there might be fluff next time#paired with a pinch of angst#i have so many ideas but nobody to talk to✨✨#spoiler alert: shen yuan is a walking popsicle#whether or not he's human is debatable#the author is unsure of that one as well ╮(^▽^)╭#svsss shen yuan#shen yuan centric#shen yuan au#shen yuan shenanigans#scum villain's self saving system#scum villain#scum villian self saving system#scumbag villain#scumbag system#idk if I'm missing any tags-#oh well maybe next time
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i have so much to say about them not in a good way not in a bad way but a secret third thing way.
#ninjago#lloyd garmadon#ninjago harumi#harumi jade#lloyd ninjago#shonsh#if you want my clear opinion on them#i enjoy them as a fucked up crazy insane tragic doomed angst thing#but as a ship in the actual relationship sense? nope#at least not in the way canon tries to push it#crystalized my behated#though i thought the harumi reveal was really crazy i liked that#i really do have so many thoughts on them and harumi in general#spoiler alert my harumi opinions are biased bc im insane over her#<— lloyd garmadon speaking#jokes aside i love sog/hunted harumi i think the way lloyd is still not over her is really intriguing#and i wish everything after that was executed better#she shouldve stayed dead but im not as mad as i shouldve been at the prospect of her coming back to life#mostly bc i knew beforehand since i spoiled myself so much oops#but like… you had a fire reintroduction and way of reviving her that parallels lloyd in moto#but then they couldnt decide if they wanted harumi to be a villain again or if they wanted to do shippy ship bait#so they tried doing both and failing at both#GOD ugh it makes me so mad#sorry#harumi is my roman empire i cant take it anymore i was so entranced by her immediately#bc once again. i knew she was gonna be evil#but i thought she was gonna be converted not like evil the whole time#so theres that#ignore how the suit in the 2nd drawing is totally inaccurate sorry#ergh
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OK Tumblr, here we go again. The Steam sale was extremely kind (as in, "I literally ended up with twenty games for the price of two" kind), so we're doing an RPG poll. Fill yer boots, and ta in advance!
#apparently I have a type#spoiler alert#the type is RPGs#I like adventuring parties#and many many choices#and rich plots and characters#and also DRAGONS#noosh does gaming (apparently)#I am once again voting to see results because I forgot to create an “Anusia click this one” option#I also failed to consider computer space#oops#Baldur's Gate#Mass Effect#Skyrim#Divinity#Icewind Dale#The Witcher#Dragon Age
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"save him and his bestie from your sister's evil minion" wasn't even part of the five-year plan. that one was a freebie
#spoiler alert: it is a lizard. sorry.#you can see where my pen started to die lol. i have a new one now but i thought it would be more distracting to switch in the middle#hexfest2k24#f#my posts#described in alt#there were soooo many options for this but i had to stick to ones i could give short names to#and also ones that were not complicated to draw lmao. did you see i did a whole phone receiver AND a birdcage though!!!!!!#round of applause for meeeeeee and the book called 'how to doodle' i bought from the art store#and have been consulting like a text of scripture or perhaps the answer key of a book of riddles#like woahhhhh so that's how you do it. pkaowwww [sound of mind blowing]
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Also can we talk about the Green Place. It was WAY bigger than I'd pictured. I was thinking a tiny plucky female run oasis that could support maybe 20 people max, but no, it was MASSIVE! They had water! Power! They had solar panels and clean clothes. They were mostly insulated from the apocalypse!
Where did they come from? What was their culture? How did they come by arguably the nicest place in the Australian wasteland?
Did the Green Place die out when the oceans receded? How did they stay mostly insulated from the wasteland antics?
#furiosa#furiosa spoilers#mad max#mad max fury road#mad max meta#mmfr#furiosa a mad max saga#spoiler alert#but dor like early movie stuff#please see this fucking movie guys#the green place#the green place of many mothers#vuvalini
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Downtime
Ink Run Dry is not a fan of the taboos…
#tanz art#rain world#oc // ird#(spoiler alert: he tears himself apart looking to anything to keep his mind occupied)#this guy survives so long and so many want him dead for the damage he’s caused#only for him to go down of his own volition#damn man. get a hobby that isn’t ‘build up your tolerance to the taboos’#comic
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Do you think Megatron feels bad for actually killing Orion? Do you think he hates Primus for bringing his best friend back the wrong way? Does he think Optimus is the reanimated corpse of Orion even though they’re the same person? Does he hate Optimus for who he is or who he used to be?
Does Megatron think of Optimus and Orion as different people because if they aren’t then it was all his fault to begin with?
#spoiler alert it is his fault#HE is the betrayer#optimus prime#Orion gave him so many chances#Optimus will keep giving him chances but not at the expense of his friends#I’m so unwell about these goddamn robots#orion pax#megatron#d 16#transformers#maccadam#tf one spoilers#tf one#spoilers
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Omg your art lives rent free in my head and i'm so happy that i finally found someone who loves anakin as much as i do! Also fun fact: i'm aroace and anakin was the only reason I thought i was straight (didn't understood the aesthetic attraction then lol). Lots of love💖
Omg hiiiii!! Hello, fellow aroace, I'm aroace too! :D
You're so nice, I'm glad you like my art! I was very hesitant here at first because of my previous fandom (which I basically ran away from) was tremendously hostile, so I didn't know what expect from SW fandom and being fan of Anakin of all characters, but hey, I found my niche! There's a lot of ppl that love him (otherwise I wouldn't get that many notes, i think 😆😆).
Maybe there's a very loud angry crowd out there that think you're bad for liking him, but compared to what I experienced on previous fandom, SW fandom as I have experienced it so far, is a walk to the park
Anyways, thank you!!!!
#thanks for the ask!#ask#anakin skywalker#I could make a whole essay of why I like him or why I find him so relatable (spoiler alert: is trauma)#i had a period of my life in which i had constant nightmares about family dying and reached the point i tried to avoid sleeping which-lol#also a bunch of other things many many more#what a complex and fine evil blorbo he is#I will never get tired of saying that moving onto this fandom was actually really good for my mental health I sweaarrrrr#my previous fandom had me so paranoid but thats what you get when you get on the wrong side of a big fandom name just for liking a characte#-shudders- and that character wasn't even evil AJDHBDFG
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Marooned: Chapter 25
Kid x Fem Reader x Killer
Warnings: violence lite, kissing girls and liking it
Fuck Around...
The Victoria Punk pulled into port in the early afternoon. This island was clearly not affiliated with any kind of marine presence. It appeared disorganized and haphazard from your bird's eye view. There were a lot of buildings, most of them looked like shops rather than houses. Stopover islands often had tons of resources available to purchase, but permanent residents were few. That was doubly true of stopover islands without marines. The type of people that wanted to settle in one place didn't feel safe without them around, and business practices were shady at best, downright criminal at worst.
While you would have been nervous to step foot on an island like this in your past life, you had been on many such like this in your career as the Sea Snake. Places like this, with no laws, and disenfranchised folks, were ideal for promising better lives, and instead kidnapping people to sell. By way of this, they were also great places to ambush traffickers, and it wasn't difficult to recognize which were affiliated with corrupted marines. They had money and they tended to go after people that were younger and attractive. And if you happened to catch others in the cross-fire, oh well. You had tunnel vision and it was dead set on revenge.
The girls had already scrambled off while you had to hang back and wash dishes after breakfast. Kid and Killer left together not long ago. You debated on whether or not to bring Mini, although she had been crammed on this ship and would also make a great pack-mule, so you decided she could come. You had a list of stuff you wanted, but remembered Killer had taken your savings. It would be really embarrassing to ask for a little back. Though, you had wanted to try your hand at counterfeiting.
While you were thinking about the logistics of shopping, a familiar face walked up beside you. "Want some company?"
You greeted Heat with a smile. "Only if you don't mind going clothes shopping first. Do you have any paper I could borrow?"
Heat gave you a curious glance.
"So I can make Berry." You wiggled your fingers, devil fruit powers ready.
Heat snorted. "Look at the little marine now."
You shot Heat a glare. "Watch it or I won't share my fake money with you."
The two of you, plus Mini, headed off the ship as soon as you had converted enough regular paper into something indistinguishable from Berry. As you said, the first order of business was clothes shopping. Heat had good taste, so you were glad that he wanted to go with you. Heat picked out a few things for himself, leather things that matched his aesthetic. He had also picked some things for you, of a similar style. You couldn't remember ever owning anything leather.
You held up some of the stuff he had picked. "Heat, this is too much."
"No, no it'll match your jacket. It'll look cool."
You narrowed your eyes at him. "Did your captain put you up to this?"
"No!" Heat crossed his heart. "But..." He was a little sheepish, "I do know what he likes." He gestured to the pile of things you had to try on. "I kinda figured you wanted to catch his eye."
"First of all, maybe. Second of all, I could catch anyone's eye that I wanted." You grabbed the pile and went into a dressing room.
Heat rolled his eyes. "I have no doubts." He continued to browse for himself. "Show me when you have something on."
There were some black leather shorts with straps on the legs. Pants were more your thing, though these shorts looked really good on you and you would need more clothes for hotter weather, granted leather was not the most comfortable fabric in heat. A few simple tops, some tank tops since you generally liked your arms exposed, some other varieties so you had options, including a deep red corseted top that you couldn't resist. There were pants that were more your vibe, baggy, many pockets, and hanging from the hips, with some decorative straps. And then there was what Heat had picked out: white leather low-rise pants that laced all the way up the legs on the sides paired with a top to match. You had to admit it would look cool with your jacket, and you did look eye-catching. Maybe Heat knew a thing or two.
Heat gave you a thumbs up when you walked out. "See?"
"You were right." You considered yourself in the mirror. "Pick out some more things for me."
After trying a few more things, you both settled on your final options. You had also left Heat to his own devices while you grabbed some more intimate things, simple things, not anything wild. There was nothing worse than being short on bras and panties. You hung your bags on Mini's tusks, much to her displeasure. They only got heavier as you and Heat made your way through the various shops. Heat wanted to get some mapping things for Wire and journaling things for himself. You decided to pick up a small sketchbook. There were some things you wanted to start working on and needed to draw plans for. Speaking of which, you needed to visit a few more places.
"I'm gonna head back to the ship. Want me to bring the bags?" Heat asked.
You cocked your head at him. "That's kind of you to offer. That would be great."
He took them from Mini and she gave him a grateful lick on the cheek. "You gonna come out with us later?" He patted her on the head in return.
You were staring at his arms. Is it a crew requirement to have beefy arms? You knew those bags weren't light. "I'll think about it." You winked at him. "Which bar?"
Heat shrugged. "All of them." You both laughed. "Don't go by yourself though," Heat added. "This is a rough place at night."
Shooting him an incredulous look, "You're so cute, Heat." It was endearing, however unwarranted. You had literally skinned a guy's face a few days ago.
He rolled his eyes again, but his cheeks were tinted. "I'll put your bags on your bunk."
"Thank you." You couldn't help adding, "Don't go looking through my panties now."
Heat walked off and gave you the finger as you cackled.
Hopping on Mini's back, now that she was unencumbered with bags, you got on to your other errands: finding an armory and some place that sold scrap metal, because you would be damned if you asked Kid to borrow some. It was dusk when you got back to the Punk and Mini was loaded down with various pieces of metal. You had gotten a few other items as well. You didn't really want to put all of it by your bunk, not that there was room anyway, so you brought everything to the infirmary for storage until you could get to it.
The last time you had cleaned up nicely was for Killer's party and that was with help. The boat was pretty vacant. Everyone was out for the most part except for some stragglers and some rookies who were assigned watch duty. You treated yourself to a quick shower, probably the only time you had gotten the women's showers to yourself. There wasn't time for your hair to dry so you left it alone. You mainly wanted to wash the day's grime from your skin so you didn't stink. Nothing worse than someone with B.O. grinding on you, not that you would be doing that.
With maroon lips, a little bit of mascara, and the outfit that Heat had put together, you looked better than you had the last time. Maybe you thought that because it was more your style than a dress. The last touch was using your power to change the color of your heeled boots from black to white. No better way to ruin an outfit than to wear clashing shoes. One of the items you had acquired earlier in the day was a little switchblade, which you tucked into your shoe. Never knew when it could come in handy. You threw your holster and coat on, then decided your coat hid too much skin. Normally, you didn't care and you would want to advertise who you were, but you hadn't been to a bar in a long time and wanted to be a little unrestrained.
When you had a big, beautiful beast like Minerva, whose best attribute was sense of smell, though she would argue it was her tusks if she could speak, it was easy to find the bar that the majority of the Kid Pirates were patronizing. No one had bothered you on the way there. Something about a huge animal mounted by a person with an aggressive demeanor really limited the amount of people in your way. Minerva unfortunately was too large to comfortably fit in the establishment so she was content to sit outside, occasionally snorting at people to spook them, for her own entertainment.
The bar was noisy and dim, as expected, and packed with a grungy variety of pirates, thieves, bounty hunters, and other criminally minded folks. The white of your outfit and the fact you were coming in alone drew the attention of many gazes. Most people wore dark clothes, so you stood out. Not to mention, you were gifted with a body so perfect, you could lay someone down on hot coals to use them as a bridge to walk across and they would thank you. At least, that's what someone had told you once. For a moment, the bar had quieted to a low murmur, save for a boisterous laugh that you recognized as belonging to the Red Menace. Purposefully, you ignored that area and went straight to an open stool at the bar.
Of course Kid noticed as you walked in. His eyes devoured your figure in that tight leather outfit. If you had asked him if he was waiting to see you walk in, he would deny it, but he was pleased that you did. He was not pleased, however, when you ignored him and went to the bar. And he was especially not pleased when you started giggling and flirting with some loser who bought you a drink. He didn't even have a bounty for fuck sake. Kid grumbled to himself and downed the rest of his beer, slamming the stein on the table and demanding another from the waitress.
"What's wrong, pirate?" The pretty ginger shifted in his lap.
"Shut up." Kid continued groping the petite little whore that had wound herself around him. It fed his ego that women, and some men, threw themselves at him. He liked that they decorated his side at whatever bar they decide to visit. But now, for some reason, he was just annoyed. The girl in his lap squeaked. He had been squeezing her a little too tightly. "Why don't ya fuck off?" He all but tossed the woman away from him, returning to his refilled mug trying to burn through that guy's head with his glare.
You could feel Kid's attention on you. You smirked knowing that meant you were probably bothering him in some way. The guy you were pretending to be interested in was telling you about all his adventures, obviously trying to impress you. You finished your drink, leaving the bar while he was still talking to you. His voice faltered and he turned around to mope over his glass. A hand grabbed at you while you were walking to a corner where they were playing darts. You took the hand by the wrist and held it like it was a dirty sock.
"I wouldn't do that, if I were you." This was one of your favorite games to play. A game where you let them think you were simply a pretty thing to look at, let them get themselves into trouble, and then you got to punish them for it.
"Why not, sweet cheeks? You're dressed like you want some attention."
You dropped his hand, ignoring him, and started to walk away, when he grabbed you again. This time you turned his arm around behind his back and forced his head down on the table. Then you rested your knee on his back to free up your hand, taking his drink and finishing it off. "Least you could do is buy me a drink first." You let him go and continued on. He was lucky you didn't smash his glass over his head.
Killer had watched the interaction. He, like Kid, had also noticed when you came in. For a while, when you hadn't shown up, he thought you may have left completely, but Heat had mentioned you had been with him all afternoon and planned on meeting up with them. Killer thought your hair was cute down instead of in its usual ponytail. And of course you were hot in leather, even so Killer thought you would probably look hot in just about anything. He saw when that man had grabbed you, noticing that his hand tightened around his glass. When the guy grabbed you a second time, he heard the mug in Kid's hand shatter, causing him to relax his own grip before he did the same. Prior to either of them getting up to handle it, they watched you push the guy down into the table. Killer swore Kid had a smug hint of a smile on his face. Honestly, Killer should have known you would put him his place yourself.
Darts was a lot harder to play with one eye. If you had won, you would have gotten some money. If you lost, you owed your competition a kiss. Your competition happened to be the short, ginger girl that had been sitting with Kid earlier, though you hadn't noticed her at that time, and you had lost badly. The girl, whose name was Ruby, was cute, freckles spattered across her cheeks, and her ginger hair, short and wild about her face. She was like a pixie.
"You talk a big game for someone so tiny," you quipped. You weren't used to being the taller one in a pair. Like many other things, it had been some time since you had kissed a girl, though the last time was probably also at a bar. She grabbed your hand and led you into a corner booth. "I think the deal was a kiss, not a date."
"Yeah, well, have one drink with me. That guy on the other side of the bar pissed me off and you seem like a fun time. I saw you smash that dude's face." She laughed and motioned for a waiter to bring you drinks.
"Do you want me to smash your guy's face, too? Who was it?" You smirked. Maybe coming out tonight would be more fun than you thought. A waiter came over and put two glasses in front of you both, filled with a small amount of greenish liquid. "Absinthe?" You raised an eyebrow. So I'll be getting shitfaced tonight. You took a sip and scrunched your face at the strong taste.
"Yeah it's kind of my drink of choice." Ruby pointed to the table that Kid was sitting at. "That red-head over there. But I don't think you want to fight him. It's Eustass Kid, of the Kid Pirates."
You almost spit out your drink. "Is that so?" This girl had questionable taste, like yourself. "He pisses me off, too." You pondered something for a minute. "Do you want to really piss him off and get your kiss?" A sinister thought poisoned your mind.
"See? I knew you would be fun."
You downed both drinks and grabbed her by the hand this time, leading her outside. Earlier, you saw that the booth that Kid was in happened to be by a window. You pulled Ruby to the side of the bar, not in front of the window, but next to it, close enough where you knew they could hear you, yet couldn't see you. You were both giggling as you pushed Ruby so her back was to the wall. She wrapped her arms around your neck and jumped up to wrap her legs around you, you supporting her with one hand, while the other played with her hair. "Maybe I have a thing for redheads," you wondered out loud. You didn't even know if Kid had noticed the two of you slip out. Even if he didn't, you still got to make out with one cute ginger tonight. The alcohol was starting to make the edges of your mind fuzzy.
Kid couldn't rip his orange leer from your back. What were you doing, talking to that pint-sized whore from earlier? He barely even participated in the conversation with his own officers. His eyeballs almost fell out of his head when he watched you two go outside. There were only a handful of things people went outside to do. I am NOT jealous. Those two whores can fuck around outside all they want. So why couldn't he relax and enjoy his drink? He growled and turned to Killer to bitch, when they both heard giggling and felt a thump outside the wall. This was not a well-constructed establishment. That could be anyone. They went back to their conversation, though Kid slowly tapered off when he heard sounds that were definitely from your mouth.
The little ginger demon was not shy, slipping her tongue in your mouth and snaking her hands into your hair. You took turns leaving marks on each other's necks. "How do you know him?" She asked you.
You pulled away from biting at her collarbone to answer, "Fucked. Tried to kill each other. Fucked again."
"So you're dating?" She bit the top of your breast, making you gasp.
That evolved into a laugh. "Not a chance in hell."
"You like poking the bear then?" She tugged at the laces on your top.
"Something like that," You grinned. At once, her hand stilled and she tensed. You stopped and looked at her face, which had paled.
She whispered to you, "Good because the bear is right behind you." She unraveled herself from you and put her feet back down on the ground, slipping out from under you and scurrying back into the bar.
You turned around to see Kid, as red as you thought he would be. "You scared my date away."
"What do ya think yer doing?"
"I lost a bet." You put your hands out in defeat, as if you had no choice but to comply and this was not at all your idea. He wasn't yelling at you, which was strange. The rest of the Kid Pirates were behind him. You guessed that was why.
"We're going somewhere else." He grabbed you and pushed you in the direction of the others. "Don't get left behind." He stalked off to walk by Killer.
Heat found you in the back of the group, Mini trotting beside you. "She was cute. Do you have a thing for redheads?"
"You know I was wondering that myself."
Heat stopped you for a second to retie your top and wipe some smeared lipstick from around your mouth. "Have you eaten today?"
"Not really." You lowered your voice so only Heat could hear, "Did I get him mad?"
"I can tell. You're not gonna last the night if you don't eat. That was only the first bar." Heat fake-punched you in the arm. "Yeah, he made us leave early. Thanks a lot."
"Sorry. I didn't think he would do that."
"What did you think he was gonna do?" Heat realized his mistake. "No, don't answer that."
It was too late. You were already explaining an elaborate plot fitting for an X-rated film. Very loudly, in fact, since you were sort of drunk. The half of the crew that heard it was pink from head to toe, including Killer. All the girls were giggling and making gagging noises. Kid was grinning ear to ear, chest puffed out, a 180 degree turn from the moping, pouty captain that he had been minutes before.
If that's what she wanted, all she had to do was ask. But now I think I'll make her beg. Kid's ego had been bruising this entire time, when it really should have been inflated.
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“Are you sure you’re not going to fuck up my hair?” I ask. Fiona flicks me. “It’s already fucked up. I can’t possibly make it worse.”
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